The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

Chapter 825 Cherish Your Mother 

Upon hearing Josie’s voice, Claudia slowly opened her eyes.

She couldn’t help but wonder if it was some sort of illusion, as when Josie and Heather stood side by side, they looked so alike that she almost mistook one for the other. However, upon closer examination, significant differences in their appearances became apparent.

Josie nodded in greeting, and Claudia responded with a slight curve of her lips. They were once old acquaintances who had once shared their lives but now felt like strangers, separated by invisible barriers.

“Now that it’s delivered, you should go now,” Josie said, turning to adjust Morgan’s tie. The gesture seemed natural as if they shared a deep connection.

Morgan withdrew his gaze and, in one swift motion, took her hand. “Are you just going to let me leave like this?”

Josie shot him a silent glance, managing to squeeze out a smile. “You’re on your own in Rivodia. Take good care of yourself and don’t make me worry.”

These words didn’t quite sound like something she would say. A playful and satisfied smile curled up at the corners of Morgan’s mouth. “That’s quite simple.” This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

-Nevertheless, he still didn’t release her hand.

Josie pulled her hand away with a bit of force. “Don’t let me catch you involved in any scandals with other women, or I might just have to come back.”

Morgan’s grasp missed its mark, but his smile remained, thoroughly enjoying himself. “Rivodia welcomes. you anytime.”

After he finished speaking, he gave Josie a hug, his voice resonating in her ear. “I wish this play could go on forever.”

Josie subtly pushed him away, smiling as she said, “Have a safe journey. I’ll message you when I get there.”

Morgan reluctantly stepped back, and the expression on his face was unmistakably that of a man in love.

After he left, Josie moved to sit next to Heather. The latter asked, “Is it moving this fast? Wasn’t he still pursuing you just yesterday?”

Josie expressed her confusion. “I never said I was with him, did 1?”

Seeing Heather’s curious expression, she smiled and said, “Who can predict the future? If a man is willing to give, let him give. After all, there’s no loss.”

Heather’s smile was somewhat forced, likely because it was challenging to speak freely around Claudia.

“Ms Hadey Josie suddenly called out.

Startled, Heather looked up, her attention fully on Joste now.

Claudia glanced over her expression questioning

Josir’s breathing slowed as she closely examined the older woman’s face “Has the worship ceremony in Rivodia concluded I was wondering when I could plan my next visit perhaps our schedules might align next quarter.”

Claudia’s expression relaxed somewhat when she heard this. “It’s already over. There’s no need for us to do it together. You don’t believe in religion, so there’s no need to force it.”

Her words implied a certain understanding between her and Josie as if they had known each other for a long time.

Heather’s posture stiffened, and she momentarily forgot to blink.

“Life at home has been filled with difficulties recently, so it’s natural to turn to faith and seek solace in the words of God and the heavens,” Josie remarked as she moved behind Claudia, placing her hands on her shoulders. “I believe you might have gone through something similar many years ago.”

The mention of the past caused Heather to furrow her brow, and she couldn’t resist interjecting. “Those days are behind us; I’ve already returned.”

“Indeed,” Josie replied calmly. Claudia’s once-dark hair had turned predominantly white. As she noticed this transformation, Josie’s mood took a somber turn. “Yet, it can’t erase the pain of those years gone by. Look, Ms. Hadey’s hair has turned white.”

She mentioned this while plucking one of her white hairs and holding it up for Heather to see.

At her action, Claudia furrowed her brows slightly. “It’s normal to have white hair as you age.”

Josie smirked, lowering her hand to her side. “I’m just reminding Ms. Olsen not to forget her past and to cherish her mother.”

“Of course, I know that,” Heather said, her hands tightly clasped in front of her, revealing her nervousness. She couldn’t quite grasp Josie’s intentions anymore.